Modern Woman – Ford Lyrics

Ford Lyrics By Modern Woman

We keep at home
Pure American blood
With three hundred mustang horses
Hidden under the hood

I take the keys
I go and pick up my friends
They love the leather feel
They only drive Citroens

You have to treat her gently
You have to treat –
you’re messing up the outside!
You have to treat her gently
You have to treat –
you’re messing up the outside!
I lay down in my brother’s Ford

I could pick you up
We could go for a drive
Can feel you coming near
It’s like its almost alive

I had a bump, once
A dog was under the wheel
For months after
I felt a warmth in the feel

You have to treat her gently
You have to treat –
You’re messing up the outside!
You have to treat her gently
You have to treat –
You’re messing up the outside!
I lay down in my brother’s Ford

new luxury interiors
GT performance package
long triangular grooves

Jane Mansfield
infantile world
reassuring when you have all your eggs in one basket

Pasolini
cars with a future

Diana
keeping Britain on the move
king of the road

Ford!
Ford!
Ford!
Ford!
Ford!